“God, grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change, Courage to change the things I can, and Wisdom to know the difference.”-Reinhold Niebuhr
I see these words every morning when I wake up, my grandma’s voice ringing in my ears as I recite them, and they inspire me to find my Courage. Since infancy, I have lived in consistent poverty and emotional confusion that would have snuffed out any spark of passion for life or pursuit for knowledge. Regardless of the challenges, I was able to succeed in school and find who I want to be. I have lived by this quote, slowly understanding there is a difference between things we are able to change and things we cannot. I could not change my biological father’s absence in my life, my mother’s abuse, my first step-father’s drug addiction, or my horrific home environment. Though long ago I realized that there are things I can change.
When I was little, my mom worked all day, but she always had time to cook dinner and help her children with their homework. My first step-father treated my mom like a slave. He was a drug addict, and he abused my mother. There were constantly negative emotions in my home; I always felt scared and wanted to run. Fortunately, I was able to develop a coping mechanism. I developed the ability to adapt to any situation despite how awful it was. Homework and music became my world and I was able to shield myself, allowing me to keep my sanity while in the midst of chaos. Luckily my current dad came into the picture and helped our family escape, but our hardships remained. The rest of my childhood went by in a blur, one mishap after the other until they all blended together. I wish I could say the painful memories were balanced with the happy ones.
Undoubtedly, I have been shaped by the financial and emotional hardships in my life. At age ten, I remember how I wanted to be in martial arts, but my parents were unable to afford such luxuries. From then on, I understood that if I wanted...